Aurelie. [H.S]

CHAPTER 16

this is a double update! read chapter 15 first <3

24 January 2016

London, England

Harry's POV

When you get a call from a random number at four in the morning, most would ignore it. And so would I. Today though, I had a feeling that the call was important. And it turned out to be just as important as I thought it was.

It was Aurelie, calling from Los Angeles, from a strangers phone. She was crying, her words not making any sense. All I could get from it was needing help. I'm not exactly sure what she needed help for though.

I ordered an uber to take her from wherever she was to my house out there, and I told her to stay there for as long as she needed. She wouldn't accept my offer, she kept saying how she needed help and was sobbing.

I talked to the woman who let her in her house, and she had to force her into the car. Apparently, she found Aurelie sat on the curb in her best clothes, crying in the pouring rain.

I felt extremely guilty, maybe something happened wherever she went out with Timothée and Marcus. I know that I pushed her too hard with the talk about food and recovery and all that, maybe that pushed her over the edge?

But now, I can't focus on the maybes, I have to concentrate on the definite. I know for a fact that she got into my house safely, I checked on my CCTV and turned on all alerts so that I get notified if there's any movement around the house. As long as she's safe.

My main priority is getting home to her, making sure that I can be there for her and that she's not causing herself any more harm. But, I also have lots of things to do here in London.

It's only been four days since I last saw her and I'm going crazy.

I've officially cut all ties with Simon now: I'm a free man apart from the fact that I'll have a new manager by the end of the month. I don't know what it means for One Direction, especially with the hiatus.

I've been thinking a lot about the break, I don't know if I want it anymore. I think I might want to actually pursue a solo career.

It would be nice to be able to write and put forward more of my own songs, instead of Liam and Louis taking charge and leaving me to be branded as the womaniser without any actual talent. 

I'm not saying that it's their fault at all, but it would be nice to get a few of my creative ideas out there and be credited for them instead of being friends with girls.  

I've yet to tell the boys about my feelings, but I can't expect that they'll be too happy about it when they hear.

When there's a knock at the door, I know that it's time to go to my next meeting. I'm actually meeting with my close friend, Jeffrey Azoff, to see whether he would be interested in managing me or not.

All of the people that I've seen recently have either been too work driven, too relaxed, too strict or just not suitable whatsoever. Or maybe I'm just too picky.

I didn't have a choice with Simon, so I'm taking full advantage of my choices this time. I just wish that Aurelie could be here with me.

NO PERSPECTIVE

As Timothée and Marcus freaked out completely, blaming themselves for losing Aurelie, she had her head buried in Harry's pillows. She had already raided his closet, trying to find something that smelt even remotely like him.